Chapter 340 Wherever there is a river in the world, you can go there
The front parts of most feathered arrows were wrapped with balls of fish oil and gunpowder. Although their lethality was not much higher than that of ordinary feathered arrows, they burned the craftsmen of the Liao Kingdom to death.
The rhythm of the craftsmen's blocking was stagnant in an instant.
"Follow me!" While Liao Guo Xizuo was busy beating the flames on their bodies, and the arrows fired became obviously sparse, Zhang Fan held a shield in one hand to protect his body, and grabbed the fire bomb with the other hand.
He first rubbed the torch in his companion's hand, then ran a few steps and threw the fire bomb towards the gate of the county government office.
As an archer from Jinniu Village, his martial arts skills may not be very good, but his physical strength is far superior to that of ordinary people. With the help of his running power, he threw a grenade weighing one kilogram thirty steps, and it fell into the Liaoning Land without hesitation.
In the battle formation of the national assassins.
"Boom!" The fire bomb exploded, bringing with it several broken limbs.
There was an obvious collapse in the second half of the battle formation of the Liao assassins. Anyone who was near the impact point of the fire and thunder bombs, regardless of whether they were injured or not, instinctively dodged in all directions.
As more people dodge, the arrows fired become sparser.
But in mid-air, more fire and thunder bombs fell like hailstones.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"... Explosions were heard one after another, but the other soldiers, inspired by Zhang Fan, also threw the lit grenades onto the plain in response to the cold arrows coming towards them.
The main entrance of the county government office.
Due to the limitations of the technology and craftsmanship of this era, the power of black powder grenades (fire bombs) is not the same as the grenades that Han Qing used during training in the army in his previous life.
The fragments produced by a grenade explosion rarely exceed four pieces. The attack range of a grenade when it explodes will not exceed two meters. However, in the face of sheer numbers, any shortcomings can be made up for.
Almost within five or six short seconds, more than 70 black powder grenades were thrown at the head of the Liao assassin by Liu Hong and other soldiers. The vicinity of the Pingyuan County Yamen Gate was exploded with thick smoke.
Smoke billows and flesh and blood fly everywhere!
The hastily formed battle formation of the assassins quickly fell apart.
Before the smoke cleared, Zhang Fan had already abandoned his shield, drew his sword, and rushed up the steps in front of the county government office.
The two assassins of the Liao Kingdom who were stunned by the bombing did not even see clearly what Zhang Fan looked like, so they were both chopped to the ground by him. One of the assassins dressed as an eminent monk raised his sword and tried to parry, but was killed by Zhang Fan.
A kick from the vagina kick hit the crotch, causing him to scream and fall backwards.
"Don't throw fire bombs, be careful to blow up your own people!" Han Qing was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he shouted at the top of his voice. Then he pushed away the soldiers who were protecting him and rushed up to the steps of the county government office with a gun.
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"Protect Tixing, protect Tixing, don't throw any more fire bombs, don't throw them again!" The soldiers couldn't stop him, so they had to shout and follow.
Liu Hong, who had just lit two fire bombs, was stunned and quickly threw the fire bombs into the nearby drainage ditch. Then he chased after Han Qing with his steel knife raised high, trying to protect Han Qing's back.
For fear of accidentally injuring Han Qing, the other soldiers put away their unlit fire and thunder bombs, stopped firing arrows, raised their weapons and quickly followed. Anyone who encountered an enemy who dared to block the road would be in chaos, no matter what they were dressed up.
Cut into minced meat with a knife.
The battle situation changed too quickly. From the time the two sides drew their bows and fired at each other, to the time the Song army came up the stairs, it only took seven or eight breaths. Xiao Moke, who was standing in the county government office and commanding all the assassins, had no time to adjust his tactics.
Under the fierce blows of Zhang Fan, Han Qing and the soldiers, the assassins had to either retreat voluntarily or be killed on the spot. There was no third option at all.
Han Qing, along with Zhang Fan, Liu Hong and other brothers, pushed the assassin's chest and continued to approach. In the blink of an eye, he entered the county government office through the gate of the county government office.
"Stop them, stop them! Yelu Longxu will be here soon, and my eldest brother will be here soon!" Xiao Moke, the deputy general manager of the Liao Dynasty's Southern Pedestrian Department, who claims to be unparalleled in wit, has never seen such a battle before?
While staggering back towards the lobby of the county government office, he shouted at the top of his lungs.
The six Xiao family slaves knew that if Xiao Moke was killed, they would also die. They gritted their teeth and rushed towards Han Qing, trying to slow down their pace.
Zhang Fan came forward with a roar, slashed one of the slaves in the chest with his knife, and sent the man flying upside down, bleeding out in mid-air and dying.
Liu Hong led a dozen of his own soldiers to stop the other five Xiao family slaves. They were not allowed to come within ten steps of Han Qing's side.
The brothers who rushed through the gate one after another swarmed forward and in a blink of an eye, they killed all the Xiao family slaves who were stubbornly resisting.
No matter how hard Han Qing tried to move his legs, he was surrounded by his brothers on both sides. From beginning to end, the spear in his hand never had a chance to touch any enemy.
With the corner of his eye, he suddenly discovered that there was a gap in front of him to the left, and several Liao assassins were fighting and retreating. He adjusted his direction without hesitation, took long strides and rushed towards his opponent, blood flowing.
The red spear tassel pierced a shadow while running.
This time, he finally got what he wanted and stabbed the first enemy tonight with his own hands. Before he could pull out the gun point from the corpse and continue his attack, more than a dozen soldiers had already quickly taken up their positions, with steel knives.
With a swing, the remaining assassins near the gap were chopped down into a pool of blood.
Han Qing frowned, raised his head and looked around. Soon, he found the second gap. Before he could rush over with his spear, Liu Hong's back had already blocked his sight. Following closely, there was another
More than a dozen soldiers quickly passed Liu Hong and chopped down the Liao assassins in the gap until they were running away with their heads covered.
"Don't block my way!" Han Qing shouted at the top of her voice, but she couldn't get angry.
The brothers are doing their best to protect him. Whether he needs protection or not, he must accept this favor!
Stopping again, he raised his head and looked around for a new opening. However, he found that in the front yard of the county government, there were not many Liao assassins left. And on the steps of the county government lobby, there was a bloated man
The fat man, protected by seven or eight cronies, fled into the lobby in a panic.
"Fifteen steps!" Han Qing judged the distance between the fat man and himself in a snap of his fingers. He decisively held the spear in his right hand, quickly pulled his upper body back, rebounded, and swung his arm forward quickly!
This move is the killer move that hot-blooded young Han Jiajun has practiced since childhood. It is also one of the most practiced moves after he woke up in Jinniu Village!
"Huh--" The spear turned into a bolt of lightning in mid-air, catching up with the bloated fat man and pushing the man directly into the main hall of the county government office. The three-foot-long spear point came out from his chest!
"Deputy General Manager, Deputy General Manager——" Fatty's cronies cried, then turned around and launched a crazy counterattack towards Zhang Fan and others.
Liu Hong and his brothers quickly moved closer to Zhang Fan, and together with the latter, they sent the desperate enemies who rushed over to their hometown one by one.
"The deputy general manager has been killed, the deputy general manager has been killed -" In the county government office, there were few screams. The few remaining Liao assassins no longer had the courage to resist. They either dropped their weapons and knelt down to wait.
Die, or spread your legs and run away with your head in your arms!
"Liu Hong, lead people to clean the battlefield and escort the prisoners to identify the corpses to prevent Xiao Moke's golden cicada from escaping!" Han Qing had no intention of continuing to hunt down the remaining enemies himself. He adjusted his breathing slightly and immediately began to assign new tasks to his brothers.
"Zhang Fan, after identification, you go and cut off Xiao Moke's head..."
"Dou Sha, take fifty brothers, go to the official warehouse, and carry all the gold, silver, and silk cloth that you can take away on the ship. Any copper coins and other items that you can't take away with you, throw all on the street for the people to pick up!
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"Zhou Dong, take people to open the granary, and then tell the people to take it as they please. Whoever takes it gets it. After letting them take it, immediately leave the city to hide!"
"Ran Xu, go and inform Li Yu to open all the city gates and let the people leave the city overnight. Then take the brothers on board the boat and retreat!"
"Chen Xing..."
After issuing a series of orders, he finally had some free time. He looked up at the stars in the sky, then strode into the county office in a daze, and removed a blood-stained rag from Xiao Moke's headless body.
Immediately afterwards, he walked to the wall opposite the magistrate's seat and wrote a string of words with all his strength, "If you have any other tricks, just use them. Wherever there is a river in the world, Han can go there!"
